25 December 2011

Week 51 was a quiet week–so quiet that the first two pictures are actually from the preceding week, but I only got around to “developing” them now. In any event, it was the last working week of the year, and it ended with a quick drive to Madrid and back to take my wife and children to Barajas airport for their flight to Puerto Rico. It is Christmas morning as I write this, with the dog sleeping under the table.

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Checking her messages, El Campello:

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Our favourite tapas place in the neighbourhood, Los Charros. This is a place where my wife and I often go on Friday evenings, and eat and drink well, for 20-25 Euro, total:

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Saturday morning we loaded the car at set off for Madrid, 430 km away, at 5:30 a.m. Around 8 a.m. we stopped to fill up the car. In the light of dawn, even a motorway petrol station takes on a special look:

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Having dropped off my family at Madrid’s Barajas airport, I headed home, now in glorious daylight. On the way I stopped once, somewhere in Castilla La Mancha. This is the land of Don Quijote, but the windmills are not exactly like the ones he fought against:

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Finally, having arrived home in mid-afternoon, I went downstairs to my lemon tree to pick a lemon to garnish my well-deserved drink: